Chapter 32 Devouring

Style: Girl Author: Luo LinlangWords: 2033Update Time: 24/01/12 01:31:26
This alone was too tempting for Zhao Ji. After careful consideration, he finally agreed to Wang Zhankui's method. So from the next day, they began to exchange identities, and in order to prevent others from finding out, the two of them also agreed not to call each other's real name regardless of whether there were outsiders...

After that, the two of them continued to travel together and went to the capital together. Later, Zhao Ji lived up to his expectations and successfully entered the palace examination with the first place in the general examination.

Song Jiang was surprised when he heard this and asked, "That's not right. Although I have never participated in the imperial examination, I still know what the palace examination is... If Zhao Ji went to participate in the palace examination at that time, wouldn't all the emperor and civil and military officials have seen him? Have you changed your appearance? How can Wang Zhankui change his identity again in the future?!"

"What do you know? There were no cameras in ancient times, and all portraits were hand-painted by painters. Therefore, as long as two people are 60% similar in appearance, it is difficult to tell them apart just by looking at the portraits. In addition, be it the emperor or all the civil and military officials. No matter what, it was just a look from a distance, and according to the rules of etiquette in the past, ordinary people without official positions should bow their heads and lower their eyebrows when seeing the emperor and high-ranking officials. Even if you are the new champion, you can't raise your head to meet the emperor, right?! After the palace examination According to the procedures, they will be sent to other places for several years. Some people may even never have the chance to return to the capital in their lifetime. Who can clearly remember someone they have only met once? "Meng Zhe said.

Song Jiang heard that this was really the case, but he immediately asked, "But didn't they both agree? Why did Zhao Ji change his mind later? And he killed someone?"

Meng Zhe sneered after hearing this, "Have you never heard of the word "people's hearts are unpredictable?"

Zhao Ji saw that he was about to give away the honors he had obtained. How could he feel calm in his heart? In addition, not long after, bad news came from his hometown. Zhao's father passed away from illness. This made Zhao Ji know that he wanted to pass the exam to his father. Overturning the case and re-qualifying for the scientific examination has become far away. Instead of pinning his hopes on others, he might as well use the identity of Wang Zhankui to fulfill his ambition now. Anyway, there is no one in the Wang family at that time, even if the real Wang Zhankui is If you disappear from this world, no one will find you.

Coupled with the turmoil of the dynasty at that time and starvation everywhere, no one would care about the identity of an unidentified corpse... Once the vicious thoughts in his heart were born, he could not suppress them no matter what, so that night Zhao Ji took advantage of Wang Zhankui Unprepared, he hit the man to death with an inkstone on the table.

After hearing about the grievances between the "real and fake number one scholar", Song Jiang looked at Wang Zhankui with some sympathy, who was trembling because he refused to accept the truth, "Why do you think you are doing this? You can obviously start your life again, but you have to take it with you." He stayed in this world for hundreds of years with his obsession... and ended up killing innocent people."

Unexpectedly, Wang Zhankui seemed to be trembling with fear, but in fact he was shaking his body because of his low laughter, as if the truths Meng Zhe told him were all a ridiculous joke...

Seeing this, Meng Zhe suddenly pulled Song Jiang behind him, shook his head and said, "I didn't expect your obsession to be so deep, and you are about to become a demon in one step... It seems that I really can't keep you."

Wang Zhankui laughed wildly after hearing this, "Why do you think I have lived in the ancient inkstone for hundreds of years? I just don't want to be trapped by this world anymore, so I can do whatever I want! I have swallowed the energy of 47 people. God, with the two of you today, I can get rid of the ancient inkstone and return to the human world that I have longed for!"

After Wang Zhankui finished speaking, his body suddenly expanded slowly like a balloon, and many painful faces suddenly appeared on the skin around him. They seemed to be scrambling to escape, but they couldn't get out...

Song Jiang had never seen such a scene before, and his legs suddenly felt weak. But at the same time, he also clearly felt that the aura around Meng Zhe who was blocking him was changing rapidly. Unfortunately, he was standing behind Meng Zhe at the time, so he didn't feel at all Little did he see that a few faint tiger stripes were spreading up from Meng Zhe's neck, and his eyes had already turned scarlet like blood.

Wang Zhankui saw all this clearly. His confusion at the beginning gradually turned into fear. He opened his mouth wide and tried hard to regain his composure, but he couldn't say a word because of the fear in his heart.

Then Meng Zhe looked at him with a stern look and said, "Wang Zhankui, you are a resentful ghost with grievances. Unfortunately, you had delusions out of jealousy and caused innocent people to die in vain. Today I will get rid of you..."

At this time, Wang Zhankui had long lost his arrogance, and saw him kneeling down with a plop and kowtowing, "Please forgive me! I don't know if the White Tiger God is here in person, please forgive me!! I don't dare to do it anymore! I I really don’t dare to do it anymore!! Please…”

Meng Zhe was too lazy to listen anymore, so he arrested Wang Zhankui with a wave of his hand, and finally sucked Wang Zhankui directly into his mouth while he screamed... But Song Jiang, who had been hiding behind Meng Zhe, did not see this scene. I just heard a vague tiger roar.

As Wang Zhankui, who was about to become a demon, was eaten by Meng Zhe, the hostility in the entire conference room disappeared instantly and returned to its original state. The ancient inkstone held in Meng Zhe's hand also dissipated with the surrounding hostility. , it broke into pieces and fell to the ground with a clatter.

When Song Jiang saw this, he was immediately shocked and shouted, "It's over now! This inkstone is an antique after all. If people know that we broke it, I probably won't be able to afford the compensation even if I sell the house..."

When Meng Zhe saw the pain on Song Jiang's face, he smiled and said, "That's not easy. If no one knows about it, it's over!"

After saying that, he took Song Jiang and walked out, but he happened to meet Chen Yaoxuan's family and friends who were making trouble at the school gate. It seemed that the gatekeeper failed to resist, so they all ran to the teaching building where Chen Yaoxuan fell to his death. downstairs……

Seeing that he couldn't get through the front door, Meng Zhe dragged Song Jiang to a classroom on the first floor, then opened the window and jumped out with him. Then they climbed out from the place where they first climbed over the wall.

Song Jiang, who sat back in the car, was still full of anxiety. After all, there are surveillance cameras everywhere in the school now. It would be terrible if they were photographed. They might be involved in a lawsuit... But the facts proved that this Song Jiang was overthinking everything.

The school only conducted a simple internal investigation into the destruction of the Four Treasures of the Study. Because some parents came in to make trouble when the incident occurred, and the surveillance cameras in several major areas of the school were all destroyed. Therefore, it is unclear who destroyed it. The four treasures of the study were nowhere to be found. Finally, in order to settle the matter, the school gave Chen Yaoxuan's family a pension, and the matter was considered to have come to an end.